So come the Friday of the Queen’s Birthday long weekend, we packed up the Trivialista-Seriousimo family wagon and headed south for an injection of bucolic healthfulness.
The Junior Cost Centres (JCCs) were overjoyed. Not necessarily at the prospect of spending three days with their parents, but at the fact that La Poocha Trivialista, Diggers, was allowed to come along on a famiglia jaunt.
We stayed here. Gorgeous grounds and a very comfy palazzo. The countryside peacefulness was marred only by many very shouty little signs that dotted the house… …often in the most unexpected places:
Berry is famous for the Berry Sourdough Cafe — and it never disappoints. Check out this plump, buttery puppy of deliciousness.
Et voila, La Triv’s happy place. Clock those golden yolks — no sign of chook PMT here, ladies.
La Poocha was having the time of his rescue-doggy life.
Sadly, he wasn’t the only animal kingdom visitor. (Must speak to the owners about those dusty rafters.)
Was very happy with the performance of los new Hunters, specially sourced via the webs to accommodate a larger calf. Yay! Considering we’re in country NSW, we’re actually having a so-Frenchy-so-chic kinda weekend. The JCCs have been French knitting for ‘Straya, while Seriousimo has been watching the French Open (practising his language skills so that one day when he begins to believe in blogs and finally reads this one, he’ll get the lingua).
Hope you’re having a Frenchy, Champagney, buttery croissant of a long weekend. x